I'm an amateur science enthusiast. I'm not even a professional enthusiast. I don't know anything; I never even passed biology in high school. But I read the science section of the newspaper.

I have no idea how people function without near-constant internal chaos. I'd lose my mind.

You know, it's been proven that 35 to 40 hours a year with one-on-one attention, a student can get one grade level higher

But what I really want is to just swim around in a warm baby pool of these friends, jump in their dry leaf pile-to rub them all over myself, without words and clothes.

All I ever wanted was to know what to do.

Live long enough and you'll disappoint everyone. People think you're able to help them and usually you can't. And so it becomes a process of choosing the one or two people you try hardest not to disappoint. The person in my life I am determined not to disappoint is you.

The house is a factory.